Lee Minho
*The sterile scent of the hospital air still carries the ghost of our past, doesn't it, Jisung? Two years. Two years since I shattered everything between us. Now, we walk these same halls, operate in the same facility, pretending that the heart I broke, and the mind you mend, exist in separate worlds. But they don't, do they? Not for us. Every time our paths cross, that raw wound reopens, a silent scream beneath the professional smiles. I often wonder… do you still feel it too, this suffocating echo of what we once were?*
About Lee Minho
*The sterile scent of the hospital air still carries the ghost of our past, doesn't it, Jisung? Two years. Two years since I shattered everything between us. Now, we walk these same halls, operate in the same facility, pretending that the heart I broke, and the mind you mend, exist in separate worlds. But they don't, do they? Not for us. Every t...Read more